The Wudang Junior Master

"Everyone, it's been a long wait."

An old voice came, attracting everyone's attention.

I saw the old Taoist priest, the ten elders, and the older generation including Tian Jinzhong walking slowly towards me.

When Zhang Wuling saw Mr. Tian, ​​his gaze fell on a short Taoist priest behind him.

The arrival of the old Taoist priest made the atmosphere even more lively.

In any case, the old Taoist priest and the current ten leaders are all people standing at the top of the world of extraordinary people.

For many young people, they have heard the stories of many of these people from their teachers or elders in their families.

The old Heavenly Master looked at the crowd and smiled kindly, "Young people should be full of vigor. Every Luotian Grand Ceremony, besides offering sacrifices, is also an opportunity for practitioners to exchange ideas and learn from each other."

"You young people, unlike us old men, naturally don't come here to sit and discuss profound theories. You are all young and full of vigor. I understand."

"So I won't ramble on any more, let's get this meeting started!"

After the old Taoist priest finished speaking, the atmosphere at the scene became lively.

Whether they wanted to find someone to compete with or simply to watch the show, everyone was eager to try it.

Afterwards, under the arrangement of the Taoist priest of Tianshi Mansion, everyone lined up in turn, drew slips of paper, and started ranking battles.

Zhang Wuling also drew his own piece of paper. When he opened it, he saw the three words "Yi Mo Snake" written on it.

A, B, C, D, the second round...

The old Taoist priest was also in the stands, explaining the rules to everyone, "Everyone, you all see the slips in your hands, right?"

"The Heavenly Stems above represent the order in which everyone enters. There are four animals at the end. Those who get the same animal enter together to compete. In the end, only one person will advance to the next round."

After the old Taoist priest finished speaking, everyone obviously began to observe, wanting to know who their opponent was.

"Master Zhang! What did you draw?" Feng Xingtong slipped over and asked.

"Yi Baihu." Zhang Chulan said.

"A spotted deer." said Feng Baobao.

Zhang Wuling held up the note, "Yi Moshe, what about you?"

Feng Xingtong breathed a sigh of relief and laughed, "Hahaha, I'm Bing Green Turtle. Fortunately, I didn't have to fight against you, Taoist Zhang."

Zhang Wuling looked at Wang Ye and the others again and found that in the first match, their group had almost no chance of winning.

Hmm...is it a matter of probability, or is it a behind-the-scenes operation?

After thinking about it, whether it is Feng Baobao or Zhang Chulan, it seems that their opponents are not strong.

Since no one has encountered it, there is basically nothing to see.

"I'm in the second game, so I'm over first. You guys should do your best." Zhang Wuling said to Feng Baobao and others.

"Then I'll leave first." Wang Ye waved his hand and turned to walk towards his own competition venue.

After separating, Zhang Wuling headed towards his competition venue, wondering who his opponent would be.

It couldn't be someone I knew...

Soon, the first round of competition was basically over, and the second round followed closely.

When Zhang Wuling stood on the field, he smacked his lips when he saw a young man wearing a long gown with a folding fan stuck behind his collar walking towards him.

Not an acquaintance, but familiar looking.

Xiao Xiao?

It seemed like it was him who learned to blow air, and later Feng Baobao almost blew his soul away. It was Wang Ye who rescued him.

Later on, it seemed like he was involved with someone... Oh, Qu Tong, he seemed to have gotten involved with her, and ended up in a miserable state.

"Master Zhang, I've long heard of your name." Xiao Xiao was very polite and came up to greet him directly.

Zhang Wuling put away his memories and said, "Brother Xiao, please give me your guidance."

Xiao Xiao smiled and said, "I dare not. I have heard of Taoist Zhang's reputation. I don't think I am your opponent, but... since I have come here with great difficulty, this is a rare opportunity. I hope you will teach me."

"Sure, please."

As the game began, Xiao Xiao immediately focused his attention and stared at Zhang Wuling.

There were quite a few people in the stands, including the two brothers Xu San and Xu Si, as well as others.

Zhuge Qing who hasn't competed yet, Feng Shayan who has finished the competition, and the three guys from the Yihe Society.

The entire stand was almost full of people.

Perhaps Zhang Wuling himself was not quite aware of how famous his name was.

But in the world of extraordinary people, whether it was the competition for the Heavenly Master’s birthday or the subsequent massacre of Quan Xing by Jinmen.

He captured the notorious villain Xia Liuqing, defeated Ding Shiman, one of the two heroes, and forced Quan Xing to give up the Three Corpses Tu Junfang. After being taken away, he is still staying in Wudang.

Zhang Wuling, who did all this at the time, was only eighteen years old!

Some people say that Zhang Wuling is the next top, some call him Little Sanfeng, and some say that he is second only to the emperor in the world.

Regardless of whether there is any exaggeration in this, the name is there, and everyone definitely wants to see Zhang Wuling's competition with their own eyes.

It's like Zhang Chulan has never taken action, but with the title of the inheritor of Qi Body Source, he can scare a lot of people. Those who have never really fought with him will subconsciously think that he is very strong.

Well... although this guy is not that strong, he is definitely not weak.

Xiao Xiao waited for a while and found that Zhang Wuling was standing there motionless.

"Master, won't you take action?"

Zhang Wuling heard this and said, "I think it would be better for Brother Xiao to take action first."

After staying in the mountains for so long, he is no longer the same person he used to be.

Now, he has learned to be humble and no longer slaps people to make them cry.

When Xiao Xiao heard this, he frowned slightly: "In that case, I won't be polite!"

Xiao Xiao suddenly took a deep breath, then opened his mouth and spit out towards Zhang Wuling:

"what!"

The air was blown very quickly and hit Zhang Wuling in an instant.

Not hiding?!

Seeing this scene, Xiao Xiao was shocked at first. He had never seen anyone dare to take his breath like this.

But then, Xiao Xiao felt that Zhang Wuling was too arrogant.

You know, his breath is specifically aimed at the soul. No matter who it is, as long as he hits this move, basically...

Xiao Xiao's thoughts came to an abrupt end. He stared with wide eyes at the figure still standing in the dispersed smoke and dust.

Zhang Wuling was still the same, standing there loosely without moving an inch.

"Brother Xiao, your blowing is quite good. If you practice for a few more decades, I won't dare to take it head-on like this."

Huh? Ah? Ha!

Xiao Xiao said in disbelief: "You...are you okay?"

Zhang Wuling smiled and said, "Well, my life force is quite strong. Your breath can't move my soul, so it's okay. Brother Xiao, don't worry."

Am I worried about you?!

Xiao Xiao opened his mouth to scold someone, but found that he couldn't say anything.

At this moment, Zhang Wuling's voice rang out again: "Brother Xiao, do you have any other tricks? Why not show them all?"

"I..." Xiao Xiao's face turned red.

He inhaled again, this time moving closer, and then exhaled.

"Brother Xiao, I've seen this move before."

This time, Zhang Wuling did not give the other person another chance to blow his breath. After all, once was enough to deal with the breath of another person.

He raised his right hand and grabbed the incoming air...